Chronicles of Oklahoma
Volume 14, No. 2
June, 1936
RESOLUTION

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The members of the Board of Directors of the Oklahoma Historical Society desire to express their profound grief because of
the death of their friend and fellow director, Gen. Richard A. Sneed, who reached the end of a long, honorable and useful
life, since the last meeting of the Board. Throughout a period of nearly twenty years of his service as a member of this body,
we had the benefit of his presence and association in our meetings and counsels, his unselfish co-operation and helpful advice.
After an unusually long life, beautifully lived, and worthy of the highest encomium that could be paid to him as a man, a
patriot and a citizen, in a spirit of appreciation we append the valedictory that came from his pen when he retired from public
life, a year before his passing.

"During the years, I have tried to be a faithful public servant and a friend of the people. I feel that I have succeeded in
these efforts, and I retire happy in the consciousness of loyalty to the trust imposed in me. The people of Oklahoma have
been kind and considerate and have conferred upon me many honors, for all of which I am more than grateful, and I feel I cannot
depart from public life in my adopted state without giving some expression of my gratitude and love to those who have been
so good to me.

"To the press of the state I also wish to give expression of my appreciation for continued support of me throughout the years
of my public life. I feel it has been largely through the influence

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of these friends that I have been able to carry on in my service to my beloved state; and although by reason of my age, my
service is now limited, my loyalty and devotion still are hers.

"Oklahoma is my home. Ever since that day fifty years ago when I first saw the sun sinking behind the long line of the beautiful
Wichitas, I have known no other. There in the shadows of those same mountains rests the devoted companion who shared with
me those happy years, and with the poet I can say:

" 'In all my wanderings round this world of care,
In all my griefs—and God has given my share—
I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown,
Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down.' "